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Chilling Darkness
“Hello?  Is anyone there?”  I called into the dark corridors of the mine.  I had bended over for just a second to take a closer look at the rocks on the wall when the rest of my tour group (and classmates) disappeared.  
 
 “Hello?” I called again, more panicked this time.  No answer.  I pressed against the wall, my heart beating fast.  The poorly-lit section of the mine cast shadows all around me.  Then, the lights flickered and went out.
 
 Utter, total darkness.  I fell to the floor, and sat against the wall with my knees to my chest.  I opened my eyes wide, trying to find some source of light.  Wait- what was that?  A faint blue glow showed away from me.  It got closer and closer and- MY GOD!  Was that...?
 
 The apparition proceeded closer and closer until it was right in front of me.  It’s faded, glazed-over eyes stared somewhere into my soul.  Unable to make a sound, I just clenched tighter and tighter as it took step after step toward me.  Finally, it began to reach for my face, and I let out a piercing scream that echoed on wall after wall.  Footsteps came running, the spirit disappeared into a swirling mist, the lights flickered back on, and my shoulder was touched by a real human being.  I just stared up at where the ghost has been.
 
 “Maggie!  Maggie!”  My teacher shook my shoulder.  “Maggie, what’s wrong?”  I couldn’t answer.  I couldn’t.  With the ghosts disappearance went my ability of speech.  I would never make a sound again.

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